Oh I found myself and ran away.
Funnily enough, I was scared to read through my diary. My personal, written one. Why? I didn't want to 'face up' to whatever emotions I had been going through and realize how much I had changed. It's funny because I had really been avoiding reading my diary. Then I decided tonight's a good time as any to read it again.
Let's see. The last time I update was on the 7th of October. I used to be a consistent updater. But I stopped then. Guess I was too scared to 'face up' to whatever I was feeling too.
I haven't updated because I don't want to 'face up' to whatever I'm feeling right now either. Hmmmmm.
Just now, I cut my finger on my balcony door. Blood was really spurting out! It spurted onto my face, and splattered onto my floor! Went to the toilet, my sister helped me with the wound and by then, I was really nauseous and dizzy. Was a little scared and I'm embarrassed to admit that I was scared. Can't imagine how much blood must have been 'gushing' out when my sister stabbed her palm.
But now I'm okay. My finger's all bundled up though. =) Snug as a bug in a rug!
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